A Passage of Deceit

Okay, so I buy freezer bags and "Family Packs" of chicken

Placing a single thigh or plump breast

Into each of the quart-sized plastic baggies -- looking ever so alone
with so much space left to be filled -- I really should buy a smaller
size

There's only one of me after all

I don't need much in the way of sustenance

Okay, so it would be nice if just once I had to take two

Breasts out of the deep freeze to defrost on my counter top

Because someone was joining me for the evening

There's something to that whole sharing a meal thing

But I don't really "need" company

Okay, so I often think of "you"

The universal you who would sit beside me at this table for two

Talking between swallows and listening between chews

Okay, so none of that is true...

Well, I do buy "Family Packs" of thigh and breast

I do pack them individually into Glad Zip-Lock Freezer Bags

I do thaw them and cook them and consume them one at a time savoring
every delicious bite

I do crave company... however...

I do think of you... however...

But only the "real" you

Never the "universal" you

That part never happens ...